Random fact: IU2's earrings.
and I'd be great at drawing it, but have to do text instead. I think I actually know more about illustration and graphic design than this guy.
) to both my sister and my best friend today. Yay.
Hi Katie
I just spent about 15 minutes trying to explain Ian Curtis' dancing to a friend here and then ended up imitating it. And my painting teacher walked by and just started laughing. Hurr.
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Rough day?
Oh man, just saw on Twitter that Steve Jobs died today. So sad.
I just got home a little while ago, and I easily could have stayed for a few more hours.
Yeah, I just saw it, it is sad.
You know how I sometimes talk about being busy at work? That apparently isn't even busy. This is our busy time.
I hope things get a bit more manageable soon!Ohhhh, right!! You had your skype chat the other day and now you have an interview...when is it??
Oy.
No clue. I didn't get a phone call. I waited around at home all day yesterday and today, and nothing. Now I'm beginning to wonder if she meant they'd call next week. The chat was on Monday, and she said they'd be calling on Tuesday or Wednesday - she didn't refer to Tuesday as tomorrow. So I really don't know what to think.
Now if our election cycles were like the US, I would have had plenty of time. They almost never follow up when they say they will, if they're even clear on when they will in the first place. 
Hang in there and try not to stress too much - if you don't hear from them, some other place that kicks even more ass will benefit from you, eventually. 
It might be trying to tell me something.
I'm sure your employment counsellor is the best person to go to, but if you ever need a third set of eyes, let me know.
Busy is good, but it's still stressful. My supervisor said this generally is one of our busiest times of the year, but that she's never seen it this bad and that she'll be taking stock over the next few days and might ask for some outside help to come in to ease the load a bit. I'm kind of bummed, our provincial election is tomorrow, and work has been so nuts, I never got a chance to volunteer like I wanted to.
Trying to parse what most interviewers say is an act of futility.
It looks like the outside mini-display of my 4+ year old flip phone may have died.
Also, ugh. Unfollowing U2 Gigs for the night on twitter. Takes me long enough to catch up at the end of the day without reading hundreds of fake tweets. Plus, I'm grumpy and have no sense of humour.
Thora, speaking of applying for jobs, I apparently enjoy doing cover letters, because the other night Sarah's friend sent her a cover letter for an application she's submitting for an internship with a publishing company. She wanted Sarah to proofread it. It was kind of a mess, and Sarah wasn't feeling well, so I took it and spent an hour revamping the entire thing.
It looks like the outside mini-display of my 4+ year old flip phone may have died.
Also, ugh. Unfollowing U2 Gigs for the night on twitter. Takes me long enough to catch up at the end of the day without reading hundreds of fake tweets. Plus, I'm grumpy and have no sense of humour.
